Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 65 Do You Like It

Chapter 65 Do You Like It

His body was very muscular, exuding the male hormones of aggressiveness.

Nelson's muscles were not that exaggerated and they had some essential differences with the creamy muscles of those Mr. Universes. His muscles were lean and he got them in life-and-death fights. Each of his muscles looked powerful.

Charlotte blushed with a single glance. She hurriedly reached out to cup her cheek and grumbled, "Why... Why are you naked?" RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Nelson looked down at the long pants that were hanging on his hips loosely and slightly raised his brows as he asked, "How am I naked?"

Charlotte bit her pinky lip and pondered for a while. With her hands covering her eyes, she climbed up, randomly pulled out a black shirt from the wardrobe, and handed it to him, saying, "Be... Be careful. Don't catch a cold."

Nelson was rendered speechless.

He took the clothes from her, casually put them on, and randomly clasped two buttons. Then he sat down beside Charlotte and asked, "Did you finish your homework?"

Charlotte heaved a sigh of relief and put down her hand. She nodded and replied, "Almost."

Nelson took a glance at her homework book and commented with a chuckle, "Nice writing."

Charlotte felt a bit shy in the face of Nelson's praise. She thanked him in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Clark."

Nelson stroked her long hair and lazily leaned backward beside her, seeming to be thinking about something. His beautiful eyes were slowly lowered, which made him look very aloof.

Pinching her pen, Charlotte suddenly remembered a sentence. She didn't know from which place she had seen the sentence.

It read, "You look at me and the clouds from time to time. When you look at me, I feel you aloof. But when you look at the clouds, I feel you approachable."

Nelson gave her such a feeling at this moment.

No matter in terms of his appearance which made others feel him indifferent, evil, and sharp, or in terms of his capricious temper, he reeked a dangerous aura. He was like a bomb whose leading string was hidden. No one knew about the exact moment of his/her demise, which was the cost of staying by his side.

They prepared many dishes for dinner and all of them were expensive.

Charlotte didn't have a large stomach and she didn't eat a lot. She felt full after finishing a bowl of rice.

After dinner, Nelson ordered, "Go out with me."

Charlotte looked at him in confusion and asked, "What for?"

"Kid." Nelson narrowed his eyes. As he was looking down at her, his long eyelashes were downward and his eyes looked sharp. He pinched her delicate chin and asked, "Why do you have so many questions? Anyway, I won't sell you."

charlotte was lost for words.

She got into the car but was still unaccustomed to sitting close to Nelson. Therefore, she turned to the window and rested her head on it, pretending as if she was curious about the scenery outside.

Nelson just ignored her. He was reading a planning report with a frown.

It was already seven o'clock at night and the evening lights were lit. The Clarks' mansion was located on the hillside. When they drove downhill, the mountain road looked like tape lights in their eyes as the car was moving at a high speed. It was a splendid sight.

When they drove to the foot of the hill, the lights from neon lamps and LED screens became brighter and they could see people who were out for a scroll or entertainment everywhere. Each place was a lively scene.

Blew by the wind, the hair before Charlotte's forehead covered half of her face. She raised her hand to tug it aside and stole a glance at Nelson. Nelson had finished the planning report. He casually tossed the file pocket aside and was now playing with his phone. His slender, fair fingers were slowly spinning a silver-gilt black lighter.

Charlotte didn't dare to speak. She turned to look out of the window again. Nelson asked in a low voice, "Kid, how was your school day? Were you happy?"

Charlotte subconsciously curled up her lips into a smile and replied, "Yep. Very happy."

The next moment, she spotted a hint of ferociousness flashing across Nelson's eye, which was then replaced by unfathomableness, but she didn't know if she had seen it right.

Nelson slowly spun his lighter and raised another question, "Did you make new friends?"

"Yes." Charlotte nodded and continued, "I made a new friend."

"Is she good to you?"

"Very good."

Nelson slowly turned around. His handsome face could only be vaguely seen under the warm light of the car. With inexplicable gloominess, he asked, "Then do you like her?"

Charlotte paused and then slowly knitted her brows.

Her sixth sense told her that Nelson was very dangerous now. Although there was no change in his expression, she didn't dare to speak anymore.

Waylon, who was driving the car, coughed violently and said, "Mr. Clark, her new friend is Eloise. She's a very kind-hearted girl, so I asked her to help me take care of Ms. Lopez. Ms. Lopez has a good temper, so I guess she won't talk anything bad about other people. But as Eloise's cuisine, I know she has many shortcomings."

Charlotte felt a bit confused. She didn't understand why Waylon suddenly talked something back about his cuisine. But when she looked toward him in confusion, she found he was blinking at her crazily.

Charlotte was rendered speechless.

She pinched the hem of her clothes, looked down, and said, "The person I like the most is Mr. Clark."

Nelson suddenly smiled. He reached out to pull Charlotte toward himself, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Really?"

Charlotte nodded obediently.

Nelson planted a kiss on the center of her brows and praised, "Good girl."

Waylon heaved a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "Luckily, Ms. Lopez is very smart. Otherwise, I would have to collect Eloise's body tomorrow."

Nelson closed the video that was playing on his phone. If Charlotte didn't get dizzy because of his kiss, she would find that the video was the surveillance video of her life in Srolanya High School.

Nelson pinched Charlotte's hand and curled his eyes into a smile, saying, "Good kids will always be rewarded."

...

When Charlotte saw the familiar hospital building, she was a bit dumbfounded. She turned around and asked, "Mr. Clark, are you here to visit a patient?"

Nelson felt very comfortable sitting in a wheelchair. Holding his chin with a hand, he replied blandly, "Yep."

Charlotte took another glance at the familiar inpatient building of the hospital. She was very familiar with this place because her maternal grandfather was there. After her maternal grandfather got ill, she always came here to take care of him. Therefore, she was very familiar with the buildings here.

Thinking of her maternal grandfather, Charlotte felt soft. She thought maybe when Nelson came to visit that patient, she could ask for a leave and go to visit her maternal grandfather.

Hmmm... She hadn't seen him for a long time.

She subconsciously had a gentle smile on her face. She said softly, "I'm very familiar with this place. Which ward are you going to?"

Nelson replied, "The fifth floor."

Charlotte felt happier because her maternal grandfather's ward was on the fifth floor!

She pushed Nelson into the elevator and directly went to the fifth floor. At this point of time, there were few people in the corridor. Only several groups of two or three people could be seen. Charlotte saw her maternal grandfather's ward at a glance, her eyes becoming bright and soft. But she just stood there and asked, "Mr. Clark, which ward are you going to?"